Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You ever a nigga hung with a gold chain?
I'd rather sing about the same things that we
Such is bashful, but niggas the task force
on the streets and robbin' stores in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace in a and bring violence
'Cause it's a of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent
What's the justice in sayin' fuck it and the pump?
Then kill a woman with many children makes you a
Look at all the you wreckin', nigga I reckon
Think about the people who own it for about a
I you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
This is not a game, violence and grow a pair
But yo, you'd rather me say, "Fuck black prejudice!"
"Let's murder different races, grow hatred, and irrelevant!"
Views and etcetera, thrown
Damage 'em, lives blown, hole cold, oblivious
I won't dare say that you should stop the ignorance
Murder ops, shit, I'd enjoy the thrill of it
Bath in blood of officers, corpses, offin' 'em
Auction 'em, you bark at 'em
Murder 'em, never of 'em
I could the peace but say "fuck it" and preach the murder
'Cause this ain't fuckin' life that we
Go ahead and grab the
Grab one: uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the ones that will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, will soon behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, killin' our own, murderin'

We see, I see, death the children
White guys and white girls hanging from the